The female commander glanced at Jiang Feng.
Jiang Feng was nothing more than a little prison guard, not even a squad leader.
Yet, at the critical moment of the rebel faction hijacking the prison and prisoners escaping, he managed to capture a prisoner, performing quite well.
She nodded slightly towards Jiang Feng.
Jiang Feng was flattered and hurriedly bowed his head lower.
"Count how many died, how many rebels hijacked the prison, and break the legs of all prisoners who escaped in the chaos. Hand them over to the Dali Temple for disposal."
The female commander ordered.
"Yes!"
The captains on all three layers nodded in agreement.
"This time, successfully preventing the rebels from hijacking the prison, everyone deserves credit. I will report to Lord Director of the Prison and reward everyone accordingly!"
The female commander said again.
"Thank you, my lord!"
...
Everyone's face lit up with joy, and they all went down on one knee to express their gratitude.
Jiang Feng, who was holding the prisoner's neck, also pretended to look excited.
Soon after, Zhenbei Prison began to bustle with activity.
The rebels hijacked the prison, the Court was shaken, and Dragon Capital went under martial law.
Waves of related personnel arrived at Zhenbei Prison to ascertain the situation.
Jiang Feng and a group of little prison guards began busying themselves with cleaning the bloodstains inside the prison, carrying out the corpses one by one.
"How on earth does the Young Master Honglian of the Red Lotus Sect look like this? Smells awful."
A prison army captain arrived in front of the deceased Young Master Honglian and couldn't help but cover his mouth and nose.
"The Demon Slaying Skill is also known as Stinky Toad Skill. Those who practice this skill progress very quickly, but their flesh emits a dead toad odor, the deeper the power, the stronger the smell. Without special medicinal powder to suppress it, at a certain time, aside from the stench, the skin will also develop black patterns similar to toad skin.
It's safe to say this cultivation technique is the top evil skill in the Red Lotus Sect!"
The female commander explained while covering her mouth and nose.
"How can anyone practice such a disgusting technique?"
The prison army captain asked in confusion.
"Besides rapid skill progress, this evil skill has a huge temptation. Once reaching First-Grade Peak, it can easily cross into Innate. Once Qi and Blood Power transforms into Innate Primordial Power, that smell and black pattern will slowly disappear.
So in the Red Lotus Sect, it's not that nobody practices this skill, but those who do are often people close to the Sect Leader."
The female commander continued.
"I see. If I could become an Innate Powerhouse, I'd also give it a try."
A Sixth-Grade Imperial Guard Officer sighed.
"Aren't they too foolish for hijacking the prison in broad daylight? If you want to hijack a prison, do it at night!"
The prison army captain sneered.
"If I guess correctly, the black patterns on their Young Master's body will fully erupt tonight, making it difficult for him to hide his identity. Hijacking the prison won't be so simple then."
The female commander carefully scrutinized the black patterns on Young Master Honglian's face and speculated.
"The Patrol Camp's troops just got redeployed away from Dragon Capital this morning; today indeed is their best time to hijack the prison."
The imperial guard officer nodded.
"Bring out a few people to carry away Young Master Honglian's body, place it in the detention room. Later, the prison director will personally verify his identity."
The female commander ordered.
"I will."
Jiang Feng stepped forward.
No need for others to help.
He alone dragged Young Master Honglian up from the ground, hoisted him onto his shoulder, and walked away.
When passing by the crowd, everyone stepped back, including the female commander. But seeing Jiang Feng tolerate the dead toad smell while carrying out Young Master Honglian's corpse alone, she found increased approval for Jiang Feng's work attitude.
Inside the detention room.
Jiang Feng placed Young Master Honglian's body down.
As he walked away, he had collected several poison needles in his hand.
Such diligence was merely for retrieving the poison needles.
Otherwise, how could he be eager to carry out Young Master Honglian's corpse?
"Ruined this uniform."
Jiang Feng smelled it, found his prison guard uniform had a lingering dead toad smell, and with a headache returned to the cell to continue working.
The few guards who were originally working with him couldn't tolerate the smell on his clothes and kept a voluntary distance.
Jiang Feng remained silent and concentrated on his work.
At this moment.
Officer Yuan revived from unconsciousness under an elixir provided by the female commander.
"Commander Han, did Young Master Honglian escape?"
Officer Yuan's chest heaved strongly, his shirt had been cut open by the prison doctor, revealing a black hand seal and some silver needles.
"Officer Yuan, heroically brave, risking life in battle. How could the Young Master Honglian escape alive? He's already been killed by you."
The female commander, named Han Dong, guarded the third layer.
On appearance, no different from Officer Yuan.
In reality, her rank was one level higher as the Prison Guard Commander.
At Zhenbei Prison.
Other than the Prison Director, few could command her.
However, she generally refused to manage everyone, preferring to stay on the third layer, delegating all tasks to her subordinates.
"Is the prison director back?"
Officer Yuan's face showed joy.
"Lord Director of the Prison is arriving!"
No sooner had Officer Yuan spoken than a stretched voice sounded from the corridor outside.
"Greetings to the Prison Director!"
In a short while, a figure with a tiger-like imposing stride, carrying a pressure, appeared in front of everyone.
Everyone, regardless of whether they were working.
All put down their work, knelt down to greet.
Jiang Feng was no exception, kneeling among the little prison guards, lowering his head, not daring to gaze.
Rumors outside said.
The Lord Director of Zhenbei Prison, Bao Longwei, was an Upper Third-Grade Martial Artist, the strongest among the four prison directors, Jiang Feng, mere Fifth Grade Realm cultivation, if dared to peek would easily be discovered.
Hence he restrained his Qi Blood, maintained reverence, staying in a corner without rash moves.
"My lord."
Han Dong and Officer Yuan kneeled at the front.
"Stand up quickly, you all successfully prevented the rebels from hijacking the prison, a great achievement, I will report truthfully to the Holy Emperor, especially you, Officer Yuan, risking your life, successfully killing Young Master Honglian, well done!"
Bao Longwei helped Han Dong and Officer Yuan up.
Then he led his personnel on a tour of the cells, making important directions before finally reporting to the Emperor in the Imperial Palace about the state of Zhenbei Prison.
As for Jiang Feng and other little prison guards, they weren't even looked at.
Jiang Feng, however, enjoyed the leisure.
He just wanted to stay hidden at Zhenbei Prison, continuing as a little prison guard, not caring for fame or fortune, because now he couldn't maintain it, at least until his cultivation reached Innate.
Due to the rebels hijacking the prison.
Many people died in the prison.
In a moment, personnel was scarce, all off-duty prison guards, except Uncle Huo unconscious in bed, were called back.
Everyone was busy for several days.
Cleaning and organizing inside and outside the prison entirely.
Until the fourth day, some prison guards complained about Jiang Feng's intolerable stench on him, prompting the captain on the first layer to allow Jiang Feng to go and wash up, rest for a night and then return.